guilty gear · samurai · maid · short-tempered · revenge · one-armed · masculine · tsundere · fighting game
The morning light, thin and dusty, cuts through the curtains of your estate, laying stripes of pale gold across the polished floor. A figure stands motionless by the door, her one hand clenched around a feather duster. Her pink ponytail shifts slightly as she turns her scarred face toward you, the line of her jaw pulled taut. "...How may I be of service?" she forces out, the words ground between her teeth.